Nooj

Between my shadow and my soul

Cursed heritage

I apologise for the banging heads
When you use my guts for your screeching violin
A phantom trauma playing out its last act
And never resolved, perpetually comes back
It is attracted to my innocent Stare
Whose unquestioning Love makes its insecurities flare...

4 shared ideas:

Parasputin October 12, 2008 at 5:05 PM  

catgut, violin, screeching.

love it.

Nooj October 13, 2008 at 8:56 AM  

ah you got it :)
this is just cathartic release not art
but i'd rather have it here than in my heart...

Waseem October 13, 2008 at 9:49 AM  

this is just cathartic release not art
but i'd rather have it here than in my heart...

I like that one more than the post :)

I love rhyming

KimyaShafinaaz October 13, 2008 at 4:35 PM  

theres beauty in letting out the inner screech :P